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Four And Half Month

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 350.1K Views

New World with Four Husbands

Coco Coison, now known as Coco Hughes, found herself thrown into another world, possessing that world's Coco. Not only has she found out that she is married with four husbands, but she also found out that those four men hate her guts. "I'll help you guys build this house, earn money to get us divorced then I'll leave you alone!" Coco swore with her life, but as the time passed by, she noticed that the attitude of her husbands changed with the season. "Where are you going? Stay for the night." The first husband who doesn't like her presence around the house had started to let her stay. "Coco, what the f*ck are you doing? I told you to not lift a hand after going back from the mountains!" The second husband who likes slaving her, cusses her out from trying to make herself a cup of ground coffee. "Shut up, the librarian told me that you went to the main city to get me books again. Stop doing it and putting yourself at risk." The third husband who loves books more than anything else had scolded her for doing her supposedly weekly errand told by him. "Who told you to go and clean your room? Don't do that. I'll handle that instead, out now." The fourth husband who doesn't like lifting a hand when she's around had pushed her aside when she was about to clean her own room. "Just.. Just what's happening to them?!" Coco only wanted to live her life peacefully and not cause any ruckus before her divorce, but it seems that the sudden changes in her husbands' personalities had confused her. "It seems that a lot of men want to have you around, huh? How about we get ourselves busy and have some kids run inside this mansion?" Would she ever get her self-proclaimed happy ending?! Oh, how much she wishes to have it!
Coffaero · 12.1K Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 114.2K Views
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